All Football Talents Are Mine Chapter 297

297. The one who dominates the game (3)

“Woo woo!”

“Blue moon~!”

The first half was approaching its end as the atmosphere heated up with the voices of the Citizens.

Gyeonggi-do also heated up and became very violent.

“You crazy people! “I’m not going to lose my mind!”

Captain John Terry raised his voice.

This is because the team atmosphere became a mess after allowing the equalizer.

It wasn’t a comeback and they only allowed an equalizer, but there were some players who were already frustrated.

That’s because he couldn’t do anything and was helpless.

It was appropriate to say that my eyes were open and my nose was cut.

In particular, Michael Essien was on the verge of mental breakdown after making a crucial mistake.

In terms of mental strength, he was the second best player on the team, but he just couldn’t endure this moment.

The nightmare of the past day was creeping up.

2010 South Africa World Cup.

The game he played against South Korea that day came to mind and was bothering him.

It was definitely a disappointing game to lose, but I was truly satisfied that I was able to play my best game with Woo Ho-young.

Actually, that experience helped me a lot.

My passion for soccer grew as much as before, and by training hard, I was able to regain my skills, which had gradually diminished due to aging.

It also had a big impact on raising Chelsea to second place.

I could clearly feel that I had improved that much.

But I felt something else just now.

Woo Ho-young.

He too had changed.

A lot of that too.

‘Damn it…’

I felt a sense of self-destruction.

Until last year, it felt like I could at least touch his toes if I stretched out my hand as much as possible, but now, even if I opened my eyes wide, I couldn’t even see his tail.

The level gap with him was much wider than before.

‘It’s only been a year.’

It was unfair and even miserable.

We definitely worked together and played the same soccer.

Of course, like Woo Ho-young, he didn’t eat spaghetti with little seasoning as his staple food, but I still thought he made an effort in many ways.

But the gap only widened further.

“ha.”

An instinctive sense of inferiority.

Essien, who was half out of his mind, was already following Hoyoung’s footsteps.

“Essien! What are you doing!”

Lampard, who was coordinating offense and defense in midfield, shouted at him.

But Essien was still chasing Hoyoung.

They tried to fight passionately, but as soon as Hoyoung received the ball, he bent his body like a taffy stick and avoided the fight.

“You crazy bastard!”

Out of frustration, I stretched out my arms, but Hoyoung turned in the opposite direction and escaped once again.

“this person…!”

After that, I stretched my legs, but Hoyoung wasn’t there.

90 degree right angle change of direction.

Percussion!

Hoyoung’s back only gradually moved further away.

“Oooh!”

I shouted loudly, but it was already too late.

Hoyoung took the opportunity and escaped like a loach without blood or tears.

It was a shot hit with all the force with the right foot in front.

Crash!

[Gooooooooo!]

[The net shakes as if it will tear! Woo Ho-young scores a comeback goal! Achieving the 22nd goal of the season!]

“What is it…”

Cech froze on the spot like a stone statue.

Valdes Casillas, Reina Bandesar, etc.

The faces of many top goalkeepers flashed by.

I thought I knew why they looked like that when Woo Ho-young scored.

A goal that shot out like a laser.

It’s not just the ball speed that’s fast.

His shooting was like a work of art.

It was a shot that involved a lot of thought and appropriate judgment as to how to score a goal.

Even though the level was different, it was very different.

And even the ceremony.

“downpour!”

It was Hoyoung who jumped up and hit the ground.

And in front of it, a welcome phrase appeared.

[I crave the naturally born black muscles (S-).]

[‘The naturally born black muscles (S-)’ and the ‘vibrant muscles (W+2)’ have been successfully synthesized.]

[Vibrant muscles . Muscle (W+2)]

It was a talent I coveted after successfully completing the hidden condition ‘Breaking Essien 5 times’.

Even though it didn’t grow to W+3, it would definitely have an effect.

‘Physical ability will soon reach its limit.’

There isn’t much left.

And there was still talent left to take away from today’s game.

Halftime.

After finally allowing a comeback, Chelsea’s locker room was filled with sighs.

John Terry and Lampard, who were somewhat older and mentally strong, were encouraging the players.

“I know it’s hard for everyone. But we have to endure this. “Winning is just around the corner.”

Yeah, I don’t know yet.

There were 45 minutes left and the game could have been turned around.

and.

“Come to your senses, you idiots!”

As Lampard’s scathing voice filled the room, the players began to raise their heads one by one.

“The other person is just a young kid with a milky smell. “It’s a shame.”

That was definitely something to motivate the players.

But one person.

Coach Ancelotti’s face was still dark.

‘Wrong.’

He realized that his thoughts were wrong.

‘Man City is not just a team with strong attacks.’

They were ‘just’ strong.

And he was getting stronger with each game.

Hope gradually disappeared.

Maybe it would be best to get at least a draw.

Beep –

As the second half began, several changes appeared in Chelsea.

Fernando Torres replaced Anelka and formed a two-top team with Drogba.

Ramires, who supported Drogba as a wing forward, moved down to central midfielder and Lampard moved up to attacking midfielder.

It was a formation with a more aggressive nature.

The field literally became a battlefield.

The game was intense and time passed quickly.

[In the 55th minute of the second half, Lampard moves deep into the front line.]

[Fernando Torres, Didier and Drogba form a triangle to create a link play.]

[Vincent Kompany runs in!]

Pow!

A collision occurred between Kompany and Drogba near the penalty area.

A fight ensued with no intention of giving up the ball until the end.

“What a piece of shit!”

“Get lost!”

Eventually, Kompany fell and the whistle sounded at the same time.

[The referee calls a foul. Drogba’s struggle was too rough.]

[The players look very excited. In times like this, you need to remain calm.]

Chelsea had no time to calm down.

I wasn’t asking for much.

Now I was satisfied with just a draw.

Just one goal.

To score the equalizer, the entire line was raised and a fierce attack was launched.

Build up pass playmaking cross.

They attacked from various directions to make the most of Torres’ penetration ability and Drogba’s air superiority.

The opportunity came in an instant.

[Lampard’s ground ball pass to the front line!]

[Torres runs in!]

Torres, like a master of line breaking, collapsed the off-site trap and created a 1-on-1 chance in an instant.

“shit!”

“Richards! cover!”

Richards, who has the fastest feet among the defenders, hurriedly ran and stretched out his feet.

But there was no need for that.

Pow!

[Joe Hart’s save!!]

[Torres’ shot is blocked!]

As expected, it was Torres who wasted a chance again today, as he is called by the nickname Torregi (Torres + Garbage) these days.

He was a world-class striker before coming to Chelsea, but as soon as he put on the blue uniform, his form dropped like a ghost.

It was not for nothing that it was called a 90 billion dollar piece of trash.

But Chelsea’s attack did not end there.

Unfortunately, the ball cleared by Joe Hart landed at Lampard’s toes, and immediately afterwards a devastating mid-range shot went into the net.

Crash!

[Gooooooo! Lampard scores the equalizing goal! It was a cool mid-range shot!]

[2-2! The game is at square one again!]

Then he roared as he passed in front of Hoyoung.

“Oooooh!”

It was a provocation and a ceremony to raise the team’s mood.

But Hoyoung showed no reaction.

He just looked at Lampard with an emotionless expression like a machine.

[Frank Lampard]

Talents

-Middle liker (T)

-Middle liker’s mid-distance shooting (SU)

-Phenomenal soccer intelligence (S+3) -Perfect

space penetration (S)

-Phenomenal physical strength (S-)

-(See more )

(You can covet one talent when you meet the conditions.)

(You can acquire some of the senses when you covet a T grade (Title). However, you can only covet it if you are over 18 years old.)

(Hidden condition for S grade or higher. (Condition 1: Play soccer together for 60 minutes)

(Condition 2: Score with a mid-range shot from 30 meters or more)

(Condition 3: Score 2 or more attack points) (

Hidden

condition: Talent 1 Open if you want more than one)

Frank Lampard, a midfielder with the best scoring ability in EPL history.

As the second half began, he played as an attacking midfielder and seemed to be taking the game back to his advantage with creative and adventurous play.

However, as time passed, just like in the first half, the game was taking a strange turn.

See through it.

For now, Hoyoung focused on distinguishing between what should be done and what should not be done.

And by the time that was accomplished, the ball was rolling in Hoyoung’s palm again.

Stadium music.

It was the moment when Man City regained control of the attack.

“Young!”

David Silva shouts.

A ground ball pass was missed to the second line on the right.

“Nice pass!”

It was Hoyoung.

For a moment, his eyes were slightly torn apart.

‘It’s open.’

As the defenders were preparing for a breakthrough, the shooting angle was slightly open.

It was natural.

36 meters.

This was not an appropriate location for a mid-distance shooting, not only because of the distance but also at the angle.

However, for Hoyoung, this environment was appropriate.

It was at that moment that Hoyoung’s left foot moved.

[Pass to the front… Uh huh?!]

[I hit it!! [Shoouuuuut!]

It was not a pass, but a shot that no one expected.

Cough!

Because it was a shot without even stepping on it, the speed was not very fast.

However, Cech had no choice but to have a hard time as he used his body’s rotational power to kick the ball with all his might.

“Ugh.”

Although I barely stretched out my palm, the torque on the ball was beyond imagination.

The ball’s repulsion force, which I had never experienced before, penetrated the goalkeeper’s gloves as if they were burning them.

And then.

Grumble!

The ball eventually escaped his grasp and went into the goal.

It was Man City’s comeback goal in the 68th minute of the second half.

[goal! A great mid-range shot! This time too, it’s indeed Woo Ho-young! He scores a hat trick!]

“Heavy rain!!”

I couldn’t help but do the ceremony.

Because good news has come before my eyes.

[I crave Middle Liker’s mid-range shooting (SU).]

[‘Middle Liker’s mid-range shooting (SU)’ and ‘Poignant mid-range shooting (SU)’ have been successfully combined.]

[The ultimate mid-range shooting (W) +2)]

‘Good.’

As a team that has never played against each other, Chelsea was indeed a treasure trove.

There was still something left to explore.

However, Drogba’s physical talent, which he wanted the most, could not be coveted right away because of the condition of ‘winning the EPL top scorer award’.

Of course, I have achieved enough to be satisfied with this amount.

Now all that’s left is victory.

Hoyoung focused on the game again.

Chelsea began to attack once again.

However, Man City broke the opponent’s flow by replacing players and kept the game going steadily for the next 20 minutes by turning the ball around.

Rather, in the 90th minute of the second half, Man City gained a chance by receiving a corner kick.

The kicker was Kolarov and the targets were the heads of Hoyoung and Kompany.

Among them, John Terry, who was in charge of Hoyoung’s mark, was on edge by engaging in a rough fight even before the cross came up.

“You stinky bastard.”

“I said there was a dirty smell coming from somewhere.”

Hoyoung really wanted to follow John Terry’s footsteps.

Because he was a player who had an affair with his teammate Wayne Bridge’s long-time partner.

I wanted to avenge my colleague.

Then he focused all his mind on the ball.

It was then that Kolarov’s left-footed corner kick came.

It was at that moment that John Terry strongly pushed Hoyoung’s neck with his elbow.

but.

“Oops!”

Sadly, the heading contest ended in an instant.

Hoyoung’s neck, which was harder than expected, was not pushed at all, and what was pushed was actually John Terry.

And eventually.

Crash!

Hoyoung’s header received incredible speed thanks to the rotational force of his neck, shaking the net.

4 to 2.

It was a key goal.

[Gooooooooo!! I’m about to faint! Woo Ho-young scored his 4th goal!]

[24th goal of the season! It’s a super hat trick!]

There was no more to watch in the game.

Chelsea, who tried to maintain their passion until the end, were on the verge of giving up, and the game ended in Man City’s victory.

Beep!

It was the moment the whistle sounded.

[I want unrivaled visual acuity (W+3).]

[It takes 400 days → 15 days to fully acquire the talent. You cannot covet other talents for 15 days.]

Schumacher’s talent.

Schumacher’s face, who had just arrived at the stadium, was captured on a large electronic display board.

I thought it might be the best talent I got from today’s game.

Not only that, but many things have been achieved.

[Man City recorded 13 consecutive league wins and rose to second place in the league.]

[This is truly amazing. Moreover, Woo Young-young also rose to first place in the scoring rankings.] There is

only one thing left to do.

Manchester United FC.

If he could just defeat them, he could ascend to the throne.